The rich are different from you and me because they have more credit.
quote by John Leonard
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Credit In The Straight World
And I will awake
Your highness- Im so high I cannot walk
And I will awake
You cripple, you take away my time, my peace, my empathy
No babies sleep on atrophy
Your unborn love and fetals dree
My bitter [ ] legless caress
Go for credit in the straight world
Look a dealer in the eye
Go for credit in the real world, wont you try?
I got some credit in the straight world
I lost a leg, I lost an eye
Go for credit in the real world you will die
Its the credit in the straight world
Leave your money when you die
Lots of credit in the straight world gets you high
I got some credit in the straight world
I lost a leg, I lost an eye
Go for credit in the real world, you will die
song performed by by Hole
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Eliminate Congress
Are you freaking kidding, me
A free bailout, to the rich and greedy
So to hell with, the poor and needy
A credit debauchle
From your pockets and mine
While the super rich
Steal and spend
When, oh lord will all this madness
Come to an end
Never I say
This greed from high end business, politicians
Will never go away
This message from a simple man, a janitor
Depressed again
Another day
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Now between '45 and '48, things would change enormously, 'cos we'd had credit in United States, credit from the Bank of America, credit from the Import-Export Bank and people had started working again.
quote by Gianni Agnelli
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Credits and discredits
To love back one who loves you
Is not a credit that you deserve.
It is a debt cleared.
To love one who doesn’t love you
Is not a credit that you deserve.
It is your investment.
To love one on sexual ground
Is not a credit that you deserve.
It is to feed your hunger.
Though you deserve no credit,
If you don’t employ such loves
You will get discredits.
27.02.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mute claimants
The child underwent kindergarten.
The teacher and the parents took credit.
The growth of the brain was a mute claimant.
The stiff cough was at last cured.
The syrup and the pills took the credit.
The white corpuscles were the mute claimants.
She was sexy to men around.
Her make up and costumes took the credit.
Her Oestrogen was the mute claimant.
He was in the heart of many women.
His purse and muscles took the credit.
His testosterone was the mute claimant.
Histories are woven by false threading
08.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Are you rich?
Because parents are rich
I am not rich.
Because brothers or sisters
Or in-laws are rich,
Because own children are rich
I am no richer.
Unless I myself am rich
I cannot be rich.
Too late to understand
And hence poor I went.
Agartala
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Credit In The Straight World
Go for credit in the straight world
Look a dealer in the eye
Go for credit in the real world
Wont you try?
I got some credit in the straight world
I lost a leg, I lost an eye
Go for credit in the real world
You wont die
Instant credit in the straight world
Leaving money when you die
Lots of credit in the real world
Gets you high
song performed by by Young Marble Giants
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Whose copy is the child?
When someone says
That my child is cute or smart,
I think it is my copy
And take full credit for it
While my wife would think
That it is her copy, and
Would take full credit for it.
We tend not to part the credit
06.01.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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For Wishes of Good Credit
For wishes of good credit...
Should be the least of one's concern.
Good credit against an admitted deficit,
Seems less meaningful and senseless...
If debts unpaid go uncollected.
And if one with good credit,
Is employed and fears.
How can one expect it to be kept good...
If the threat of joblessness,
Approaches.
And repossessions draw near!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Poor Is Wealthy
Blessings upon them conceived,
And the rich becomes empty,
By the root of evil they are deceived.
The humble rejoice,
Knowing life in the balance
Prayers are answered with grace,
Gods will in our conscience.
Whatever you magnify,
Will become your god,
The poor is wealthy,
Sometimes they are sad.
When their eyes are wet,
Like blur violet, it's hard to be proud
Feeling totally inadequate,
The poor put their trust in God.
Blessed are the poor in spirit;
For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Those who recognize they have no credit
There is treasure stored up for them.
Some are rich and have acquired wealth,
God chosen those who are poor,
In the eyes of the world to be rich in faith,
And inherit a kingdom on the celestial shore.
poem by Gerry Legister
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With A Demanding Of Credit To Be Given
There are those,
Who wish NOT to be given credit...
For those deeds they did not do.
Even though they may have provided,
The motivation.
And there are those,
Who wish to take credit...
For deeds they did not do.
And will make claims,
They were instrumental...
In getting those deeds done.
With a demanding of credit to be given,
To them!
Just for their association of knowing 'who'
Has perform those tasks.
With a customary delivery of much embellishment.
They wish to get,
What they so richly do not deserve.
An attention that is mentioned.
With a spotlighting done on their lack of skill.
And an absence of talent...
Believed is their right to steal.
And today...
These thieves seem to be everywhere.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Credit Crunch Blues
Well i woke up this morning
I swear the sun just wouldn't shine
When the day took to dawning
My woman laid it on the line
'Ain't buying you no more whiskey'
And you ain't buying no more time.
I got the credit crunch blues
I'm gonna blow the bank away
I got the credit crunch blues
I'm gonna say my piece today
I gave you all my money
You gone and turned your head away.
Well I'm hiding from the rent man
There ain't a bill that i can pay
I'll be living in a tent man
I hardly eat from day to day
Some pig give me the swine flu honey
The 'doc' he said 'just stay away'.
I got the credit crunch blues
The man he say he got no work
I got the credit crunch blues
A weaker man would steal or shirk
But i just pray to Jesus
'Lord send it down for one more jerk'
Yeah i got the credit crunch blues
I'm gonna blow that bank away
I got the credit crunch blues
I'm gonna use my 'piece' today
You city boys took my money
Now sure as hell you're gonna pay!
-Oh yeah.
poem by Kevin East
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Americans are far more remarkable than we give ourselves credit for. We've been so busy damning ourselves for years. We've done it all, and yet we don't take credit for it.
quote by Ray Bradbury
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Giving credit where credit is due is a very rewarding habit to form. Its rewards are inestimable.
quote by Loretta Young
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Make Me Rich
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy.
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
'Horns and tambourines'
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
'Congas'
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
' And to the bridge'
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy.
'Lead/background singers and violins,
With bass! And give it...'
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
'YES...'
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They're pushing credit cards. They don't take Visa, but they do take American Express, or they don't take this one, but they take that one, or you'd better bring this one, or if you forget who you are, look on your credit card; it will be there.
quote by Bill Janklow
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The trouble with being a ghostwriter or artist is that you must remain rather anonymously without credit. If one wants the credit, one has to cease being a ghost and become a leader or innovator.
Typically, students slide into debt through the extension (by credit card companies) of unaffordable credit lines.
quote by Robert Manning
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Whereas my producer literally worked on this thing for 10 years and because I gave that presenter credit to David Lynch, she to this day never gets credit. It really kills me.
quote by Terry Zwigoff
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No Cash. No Hash
Bad credit?
I wouldn't have applied for credit at all...
If I could afford what i wanted.
Whether good or bad,
I have never had a grocery store...
Foreclose on my eating habits.
And even though the subject may seem ridiculous,
It's like this...
If I don't have the cash,
No eggs with hash splashed with a dash of catsup...
Will I taste to nibble, sniff or eat.
Try shopping for food,
With all resources depleted.
No cash.
No hash.
Whether credit is good, sad, bad...
Or just nonexistent.
A signature with a promised I.O.U.
Will not do.
Even in the best of times!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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